You say you wish you could be a cloud
You'd wait for the winds command
Your blues would fall like raindrops
And sink
Into the sand

With your wish a cloud to be
You've painted empty skies
Don't worry that the winds are low
And time
Flies by

Silent days under silent skies
Plains of clouds on stand-by
Don't be afraid to cover the sun
Your creeping shadows won't hurt me none
Piercing rays will find their way
Gathering as fields of gold
On a silent day

I say I wish dew I could be
I'd spin a net on the ground
Catch the sun and vaporize
And reach for you
My cloud